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Millennia
has passed since
the last time
we met.
In those thousands
of years, our world
has shifted through
immeasurable changes.
Do I remember
the sound of your voice?
How does your face
glow when you smile?
Do you still wear
that coat,
the one that
makes you resemble
a Soviet revolutionary?
Millennia
has passed since
we last drank together.
In those thousands
of years, our tastes
have changed.
Do you now take
your coffee black?
How many shots of
tequila can you handle
before you fall around,
laughing in a gleeful stupor?
Did your bubble tea
order change?
Millennia
has passed since
we were able to embrace.
In those thousands
of years, a hug
has become a threat.
A handshake is
now contraband,
and a kiss
carries with it
a death sentence.
Are you safe?
Are you lonely?
Do you miss me
as much as I miss you?
Millennia
has passed
since friends, family, lovers
were allowed to simply be.
In those thousands
of years, our compromises
have done good to others,
but left ourselves empty.
Copyright © Han Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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